The response to "smile" is: " you want to see one, look in the mirror... and stop harassing women!"

I tend to suffer from, "Yes, I'd *love* to help you!" resting face.

I do seem to suffer from "Ask me directions to a place!" resting face, which is odd in that it seems to look the same to people as "Bitchy resting face." It may be that "ask me directions" people are not looking so much at my face, though, as being more global, like "there's a reasonably innocuous looking woman walking, let's ask her about the neighborhood."

I'm Hey people who here William Shartner telling you to do things over Radiohead songs come chat with me! face.

Hear

I once saw myself on tv at a sporting event, and I looked bored to death, which I wasn't, so I guess that's my face.

I have it. I prefer to look pleasant, so I try to develop Not Quite Smiling But Still Looking Pleasant Resting Face.

Yep, I'm one of those people who always looks pissed off. My mother has it too. In high school and college, people always thought that I was this super angry and very scary person. Truthfully, it looks weird when I smile (no matter how much I practice) so I just don't bother most of the time.

I have call-me-sir face. *)
Which surprisingly works its effects just as well when interacting over the telephone.


*) actually it's "addres me by 'u'" which is the formal 2nd pronoun. Like Sie and vous in German and French.

"This guy is up to something" face

When walking in the Bronx where I work, I make every effort to neutralize the "dolphin half-smile" face I seem to have when out in public or I get asked for money every five feet. I aim for Bassett Hound, with a touch of pissed-off pit bull.

(I saw a nature show once where a trainer noted how that "smile" dolphins have isn't really a smile, just a quirk of anatomy. They look the same when they're stressed and unhappy.)

You do have a very sweet face, pips!

I know I definitely (perhaps defiantly?) suffered from Bitchy Resting Face in the past, but these days I'm just all smiles all the time. Yes, I am staying the heck off public transit until it passes. :)

I do seem to suffer from "Ask me directions to a place!" resting face,

In the library world we call that "The open face of reference" but I definitely have a combination of that and "Might be a little sad" resting face (I am not sad, just distracted and spacey) which does result in the occasional SMILE SWEETIE prompt which gets a variety of delightful responses from me. If they ask a question though I will try to answer it.

I have naive cow face.

Ha. That sounds very ominous Jessamyn. I'd be almost tempted to say that to you to see how whithering the response would be. Although I would probably be wearing false whiskers, in the interest of science, to see whether the appearance of a 'beardo' would mollify your reaction.

The image of Pips as a human dolphin with happy happy resting face is pretty funny.

When I'm on the path my calm, lidded eyes and half-smile of enlightenment resemble Buddha's, so many people try to kill me.

I know my "thinking face" looks angry and frustrated, but usually I'm not. People who see me working sometimes ask what is wrong.
Not sure if I have that as my resting face, I don't think so.

I definitely have bitchy resting face, and Maddie does too. So I'm going to have to train her well in the ways of dealing with "smile!" without being too stabby.

My face doesn't really seem to express the way I'm feeling at any time which, coupled with a voice that is very 'flat' means that people often think I'm always serious and grumpy. In reality, I'm almost never serious, though often grumpy ;-)

Apparently, people who know me are often asked things like 'does that guy ever smile?', when the reality is that the difference between a smile and my normal face is very slight, so they never notice it. Often, though, I'm laughing my head off inside - sometimes at the very people who think I never smile.

You do have a very sweet face, pips!

Thanks, pinky. It's actually kind of a nervous habit, I think. I've occasionally heard my students whisper, "Why's she always smiling?" Especially at the beginning of the year, when I'm a little nervous with new classes. I smile and sweat a lot (no air conditioning at my school, which doesn't help).

The image of Pips as a human dolphin with happy happy resting face is pretty funny.

Yessss.... It makes my ax murdering ways that much more of a surprise. : )

I definitely have bitchy resting face, and Maddie does too. So I'm going to have to train her well in the ways of dealing with "smile!" without being too stabby.

I've always admired your relaxed, kind of serious look, 'pode. Not unfriendly, just natural. When you smile, it's a real smile.

I have a completely different resting face for photographs then when not being photographed, there is are, jaw adjustments and stuff. Fallout from being friends with peole who get photographed for a living.

I was frowning a lot, so much so that I was considering botox in an effort to stop frowning-- if it holds true that the inability to make an expression could inhibit the emotion, the way the inverse works, that smiling actually improves mood. Preliminary research shows that people who can no longer furrow their brows and forehead because of having some connections clipped seem to not be able to stay upset-- ?!

I now occasionally default to angry, going to kill someone face, and then I kind of revel in it which turns it into maniacal killing spree face. As a woman, I have had to develop a range of bitchfaces, but I find it bewildering to amusing how the majority of people I don't know don't seem to realize how put on or misaligned my expression may be with anything else going on in or around me. Also, other people putting on expressions here seem really bad at it, like the other day, this woman's benign smile face was only recognizable as that by the strange parody of it that was coming across, as if some kind of rictus was the last stage before total facade failure. It was late, it was hot, and we barely crossed paths, but I just imagine that woman getting home and being awash with slack faced relief.

Some people are more offended by laughter, as they seem to think you must be laughing at them.

People are a MESS.